A Girls Voice lies in temptation
In a woman's Voice lies in education
The flow of a woman fluidity grows in inflation
To perpetual nothingness
A doted wantonness.
While she ponders on,
She thinks and askew of blunders
Her promiscuity slips through her hands... From a child, a girl, and to a man's... and she sits and wonders
As he enfolds her feigned trotted mind, that was once bold, and his forever remained apprehended.
The delicacy she once had, has fallen from grace,
The temptress in her, now wants to escape..
He looks upon her foible, as a harlots tongue, a manageable foil.
She turns to run, that gyrates to strolling.
Idly she walks as a fugitive, and lands with an another holder, and repressor of her dreams.
Her new lunatic now commands her to regenerate
From a girl, now to a woman, and now she sees.
A girls voice is cut short
A woman noise is a blunt force.
In a woman's Voice lies in education
The flow of a woman fluidity grows in inflation
To perpetual nothingness
A doted wantonness.
While she ponders on,
She thinks and askew of blunders
Her promiscuity slips through her hands... From a child, a girl, and to a man's... and she sits and wonders
As he enfolds her feigned trotted mind, that was once bold, and his forever remained apprehended.
The delicacy she once had, has fallen from grace,
The temptress in her, now wants to escape..
He looks upon her foible, as a harlots tongue, a manageable foil.
She turns to run, that gyrates to strolling.
Idly she walks as a fugitive, and lands with an another holder, and repressor of her dreams.
Her new lunatic now commands her to regenerate
From a girl, now to a woman, and now she sees.
A girls voice is cut short
A woman noise is a blunt force.
By Nailah D'arcy
Amour Toujours
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